Hidden Marriage President

Wu Na took a look and said embarrassedly, "I don't know...can you teach me?"

Misha was very straightforward, "No problem!"

The kitchen seemed to be very harmonious, but the two of them didn't talk much. Misha was teaching her very responsibly, but Oona seemed a little absent-minded. From time to time, she would look at her thoughtfully. When it arrived, I pretended not to know.

Outside the kitchen, Yu Yi was holding a cup and looking inside nervously.

He always felt that the atmosphere was weird...but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

With Sister Sha's fiery temper, she wouldn't fight Wuna, would she?

Thinking of this, he shivered. He couldn't imagine, would Rong Shao help Sister Sha or Wu Na?

Without even picking up the water, he quietly left again.It's a place of right and wrong now, so it's better to stay away.

Wu Na looked up at Misha again, then slowly lowered her eyes, and asked softly, "Miss Mi...will you...leave here?"

Misha turned her head sideways and frowned, "What do you mean?"

"Since you already know that An Rong and I are a couple who love each other very much, and you are a fake engagement, you won't be together. So... Even if you leave now, there is no problem."

Misha smiled, but there was no warmth in it, "Why, Miss Wuna, you just came back, and you want to kick away the obstacles in front of you?" She approached Wuna, her smile made people shudder, "Where am I, No one can control it! You want me to leave, unless you let An Rong speak in front of me!"

Wuna raised her eyes slowly, and pulled out the hair covering her cheek, revealing the burnt scar.

Misha frowned and stared at her, "What do you mean?"

She said, "Did you see it? It's so ugly, so disgusting..." Then, she stretched out her wrist again. There were scars after being cut by a knife, and there were several deep scars. I wanted to kill myself, but every time I thought of An Rong, I lost my courage and had to climb out to call for help... I didn't want to die because An Rong was still alive. After I figured it out, I mustered up the courage Come back to him." As she spoke, she lowered her head and smiled, "Sure enough, he treats me the same as I imagined... I know, he has been waiting for me to come back."

Misha looked at her, but didn't know what to say. Such deep feelings cannot be understood by others.

Wu Na looked at Misha very seriously, "Miss Mi, if this is your relationship, will you defend it?"

Misha was taken aback, narrowed her eyes, and the light flickered slightly.

After a long time, she smiled, "Miss Wuna, do you think I will pose a threat to you?"

Oona didn't speak, but looked away.

Misha said again, "If I leave, I can exchange your forever, so I have nothing to say. But..." Her eyes froze, and she no longer hesitated at that time, but she was firm and firm, "I can't even detect you!" Clearing the road ahead, why use other people's sacrifices as stepping stones?" She said, taking all the things in Wu Na's hand, "I think it's better for me to bake alone, I'm afraid A biscuit that passes through your hand will be bitter."

Wu Na bit her lip and stood there helplessly, "You misunderstood me..."

Misha raised her hand, interrupted what she was saying, and said calmly, "You and I have nothing to do with each other, and there will be no conflicts, let alone misunderstandings. If there is, then you are too worried."

Looking at the domineering woman in front of her, she seemed to have magical powers, dazzling with confidence.

Wu Na looked away, subconsciously covered the scar on her face, turned around, and left the kitchen quickly.

Misha continued making her biscuits, feeling depressed again.

Did you make a mistake?Why do you treat her as an imaginary enemy?

After working for a long time, she finally baked a plate full of butter biscuits, grabbed one in her hand, and ate it while walking.

Coming to the living room, An Rong and Yu Yi were talking there, Misha sat on the sofa, picked up the remote control to turn on the TV, and bit her mouth.

Yu Yi's nose twitched a few times, "It smells so good!" He searched for the smell and came over, smiling, "Sister Sha, did you bake this?"

Just as she was about to reach out to grab it, Misha slapped her face, "Wash your hands!"

"Oh!" Yu Yihuan immediately went to wash his hands happily, and then rushed back, sitting next to her, with his left and right hands together, grabbed a few pieces, stuffed one piece into his mouth, and quickly used the other to honor the young master, "Rong Little, try it! Sister Sha baked it, it's very delicious!"

An Rong took it and took a small bite. It was really delicious, even more delicious than any dessert he had eaten before.

Misha didn't look at the two of them, but stared at the TV, eating in a self-contained manner, obviously angry in her heart, but still wanted to show a look of indifference.

Yu Yi ate a few bites, grabbed a few more pieces from the plate, and finally took the plate over, "Sister Sha, why are there so few? It's not enough, is there any more?"

Misha squinted at him, "This is baked for myself."

When Yu Yi heard this, he immediately shook his head in disapproval, "Sister Sha, you are wrong, how can you eat alone?"

Misha snatched his plate directly, picked it up and walked back, "Who stipulates that I can't eat alone?"

"Hey, Sister Sha, how do you say that you can turn your face?" Yu Yi was reluctant, turned around, and couldn't help complaining about An Rong, "Mr. Rong, it's all your fault. If you hadn't offended Sister Sha, how could she have done that?" Why don't you give us cookies?"

An Rong took out a tissue and wiped her hands, "Did I offend her?"

"Of course! There are only four people in this room. If it's not you, how could it be Miss Wuna?"

An Rong stood where she was, her eyebrows furrowed deeply.

"Ahem... Rong Shao, it's not that I'm talking too much, but Miss Wuna and Sister Sha live under the same roof, so they should feel a little awkward?" Yu Yi said cautiously, "One of them is engaged to you just now. The woman who is here, and the other is an old lover, even women are cautious...how can they accept the existence of the other?"

An Rong didn't speak, sat down, his eyes tightened.

Yu Yi didn't dare to say any more, for fear of offending the young master, Wu Na's appearance was unexpected.

"An Rong..." Wu Na came out and said shyly, "I want to go shopping, can you accompany me?"

An Rong looked at her, and when his eyes touched the left side of her face, there was a sudden change, the corners of his lips curled up, and he smiled, "Okay."

Oona was so happy that she walked over and took his arm.

An Rong turned her head and gave Yu Yi a meaningful look, "I'll leave this to you."

Hearing what the young master meant, Yu kept nodding his head and patted his chest to reassure, "Don't worry, Young Master Rong!"